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I guess so. Perhaps I’ll try out for the Pud next season. I still haven’t heard from the National Team, but given the fact that I haven’t been accepted by anyone else, that’s a terribly long shot.
Do you know how awesome it would be if you made it to the National Team? I could get so many witches if they knew I was friends with someone on the team.
Oh, Ted. Really? Have I ever told you you’re my favorite?
Not in a long time. You, complimenting me, is long overdue.
Thank you.
I’d do that, but I’d like to mantain a half-civil relationship with my father. Besides, would you want to play Quidditch with Vaisey every day? He’d beat me, and then become an insufferable arse.
Your father might be angry at you for awhile but then you could always transfer to his favorite team and then bygones will be bygones, no?
The key difference is I’m incredibly charming.
They were my very last choice to try out for. Y’know, aside from Puddlemere, which would be like a plea for my father to murder me.
Marlene, you are anything butt charming.
Maybe you should go and try out anyways. A year or two on Puddlemere and you could transfer to any team you wanted.
Thanks, Teddy, but it’s not the same coming from you.
Only all of the managers in each and every team in England. Not even the Cannons want me, and they’re bloody lousy.
Ah, well, you can't blame me for trying to annoy to you. You'd do it to me.
Well of course the Cannons didn't take you. The reason they're so lousy is because they never take on new players. They just keep the same old gits in that can't tell a quaffle from their own balls.
First one to get me a bag of jelly slugs and a bottle of firewhiskey wins my heart and an impromptu performance for the night.
I don't have them on me, but I can certainly spare a few Galleons to get it for you.
If I have to hear the words “You’re excellent, but you’re not quite what we’re looking for” one more time I swear I’m going to go on a rampage. You’ve been warned.
You're excellent, but you're not quite what we're looking for.
Who twisted your knickers, Marlene?
Ted! I thought you were someone else, man. What a lovely surprise.
Yes it is! How have you been, mate?
So now you’re a grape supremacist?
Because it was funny! My middle name, on the other hand, is not funny. You were a twat.
A year is a long time! It’s longer than any relationship you’ve ever had.
So what if I am? What's it to ya'?
There was nothing funny about my voice cracking. I was terrified to talk to you because you always made fun of me for it.
Doesn't mean that a year is a still a long time. I could have had a year long relationship anytime I like, thank you very much. I just don't do relationships.
Actually there is a small muggle place in Brighton that my dad took me to as a kid that beats Fortescues, kid you not.
What no, boysenberry is the best. Gives the sandwich character and all.
Really? Well, I guess I understand. Muggles do make some really good ice cream.
Boysenberry? Hm, I guess I didn't realize how picky I was when it came to jam. That sounds awful. -- No offense or anything.
Am I late for our tea?
I didn't know we were having tea, so I guess I'm the wrong person to ask.
By sheer force of will I suppose, though to be fair he does have the best ice cream in London to be fair though.
Peanut butter and jam? What kind of jam is it then, out of curiosity?
Not even, I'm sure he has the best ice cream in all of England. And I've been to loads of ice cream parlors.
Only the best kind of jam. Grape.
But where’s the adventure in that? Why not try blackberry preserves or orange marmalade once in awhile?
Oh, Merlin. Don’t remind me. We were such twats in third year, you especially.
Either way, you should consider switching again. Doesn’t look like it’d be very fun to run fingers though, y’know? Only trying to help. But really, it isn’t that new anymore. Our anniversary is next month.
Because both of those sound disgusting. Orange Marmalade? Blegh.
------ I was definitely not a twat. You were the one that made fun of my voice cracking for three whole months.
Well, when someone offers to run their fingers through my hair, I'll consider changing it. A year isn't that long at all, if you think about it. It's still relatively new. I guess that's why I keep forgetting about it.
Hush, they’re tasty. And they add texture. You’re obviously not a jam connoisseur like I am.
Meanie. I’m not going to change my name eight different times. I am Missus Emma Genevieve Vanity Potter, got it? Or is whatever you’re using in your hair now keeping new information from entering that already thick skull of yours?
— But I do appreciate the sentiment. You’ll always be my Teddy, too.
What can I say, I like to go with what I know is best. And that's grape jam.
Hey, you never know what the future has in store for you. -- Ahh, Emma Genevieve. Do you remember back when you first told me that? In like, third year and that's all I called you for like a week.
Good, I like being your Teddy. And just so you know, my hair product does not stop any information from entering my head. I just chose to forget your new name.
True, but grape doesn’t taste anything like real grapes, either. And strawberry jam has those little pieces of preserves.
Yeah, except that now it’s P-O-T-T-E-R. C’mon, Teddy, stop being such a killjoy.
I don't want little pieces of preserves. They're gross.
Love, you could change your name 8 different times with 8 different blokes and you'll still be Emma Vanity to me.
Sure, Emma gave out free alcohol, Florian Forestcue gave me a free ice cream cone, you’re giving out sandwiches. I haven’t had to pay for or make food all day, so thank you Tonks.
Florean gives everyone free ice cream. I have no clue how that man stays in business. Well, I hope you like it. It's just a peanut butter and jam sandwich, but it's fresh, so that's what counts, right?
Ugh, strawberry is better, but I’m hungry, so I’ll take it. [ she speaks in between chewing ] You sure this is grape? Tastes a little off. Could just be a physical reflection of you getting my last name wrong, though.
That's a matter of opinion. Strawberry jam tastes nothing like actual strawberries. Yes, I'm sure. Grape is the only flavor I own.
What? I didn't say your last name wrong? V-A-N-I-T-Y. See?
